Part 1: [url]http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/90804723/0/0[/url] Part 2: [url]http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/91291963/0/0[/url] Part 3: [url]http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/91545244/0/0[/url] Part 4: [url]http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/91545244/0/0[/url] Link to a diagram of the city's districts: [url]http://i.imgur.com/RRazr7h.png[/url] I'd like to keep reminding you all that feedback is still always welcomed! [u][b]Part 5: The Attack[/b][/u] A year has passed since Matthew had last seen his old friend. For the first few months he continued sneak out of the house to wait on the borders of the Cosmodrome, clinging on to the last bit of hope he had that Saliks would still be there, waiting for Matthew as well. Each day Matthew’s hope of seeing his long-time friend began to dwindle. At the end of the first year the attacks began. The Fallen houses started to become bolder. Most were still fighting against each other, but it didn’t make it any less dangerous. They first started with district 7, one of the outer districts closest to the wall. The outer districts were weaker than the inner ones, as they lacked Guardians to protect them as well, so it wouldn't take very long to get done with those districts. “The Guardians will keep them away, right dad?” Matthew asked his father. “Of course they will Matthew.” He said, but there was doubt in his voice. Life went on as usual. Matthew kept going to school, though he could no longer go to the borders as it was much too dangerous now due to the Fallen attacking the outer districts, which also forced his father to take an extended ‘vacation’ from his usual job and stay at home. Before even the first year of the surprise attacks the Fallen already took over district 7, and moved on to district 6 and district 8, district 6 being the closest outer district to district 22. Though the Fallen were still so far away, Matthew thought he could hear the cries of both the Fallen and the Guardians as they slaughtered each other. At the age of 12 the Fallen had already began to attack district 16, the closest district to Matthew’s. Rumors of the Fallen attacking district 22 began spreading. Matthew tried not worrying about it, but he couldn’t help but wonder how long it would take for them to attack. It was Matthew’s thirteenth’s birthday, but it was not as happy as it should be. Guardians advised the men and women of district 19 to not go outside of their homes until they deemed it safe, so you could tell Matthew’s birthday didn’t go all too well. It was only four days after Matthew could hear the bombs. He could hear arc grenades not far off. The flash of arc rifles shined through the window blinds. “Matthew we need to go.” Matthew’s father told his son. “Jack…” Matthew’s mother started, but decided to stop herself. They packed all of their most valuable things and ran out the door. They were greeted by the sight of fire. Matthew and his parents were running down the street, buildings flaming behind them. The Fallen had attacked another part of the city, and were now raiding district 19, Matthew’s home only two districts away from the wall that holds the wilderness at bay. “Keep running Matthew!” The new teenager’s father yelled. His legs were burning in pain from running. Just then, the boy’s father turned to look over his shoulder. “Veronica, watch ou-” It was too late. Behind him, the young man heard a scream of pain. His mother had fallen to the ground, her back steaming. The arc bolt had scorched her skin and left her twitching. His father attempted to pick her up, but there was a flash of blue light just behind Matthew’s father. His father, too, fell onto the hard concrete, his back steaming alongside the boy’s mother. “Matthew… Run…” His father wheezed. A Fallen Vandal had stepped over the now twitching bodies, and both the Fallen’s and the Matthew’s eyes widened.